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Since talking to his wife regarding David Helms and Tommy Valentine, Jake Starr has been in a bit of a mental bind. He's been battling with the idea of coming clean with his emotions, or continuing to keep them inside, and portray himself as the unaffected man that he has shown himself to be in public. It's an internal struggle that Jake has seen pros and cons to.
If he showed the truth to the world, for one, he knows Tommy and David would have a sense of "victory" in their lives. He knows it would be a moment where they would give one another high fives, and rub it in his face even more so than they have thus far. At the same time, Jake would have the options of putting everything on the table. He'd be able to completely unleash a barrage of emotion that is buried deep within his soul. He'd have no reason to hold back, and could simply take every opportunity to show the world just how angry he truly is. But if he continues to keep it a secret, it's almost the polar opposite. He'd continue to have the burden of feeling that anger inside, and knowing that he NEEDS to not let it sneak out. If it did, it would completely force his hand, and show that he had been lying all along. It would also give him no "upper hand" on the "when he shows his true colors" factor, of his own emotions. On the flip side, if he doesn't allow those emotions to come out, there is a possibility that he might be able to simply have an easier time ignoring them, and focusing on what is at hand, which in this case is the defense of his SCW Adrenaline Championship. As the two polar opposites wage war in his brain, he tries to focus his mind on what he hand. For the first time, in a long time, Jake is alone in his house, with nobody around to distract him. For once, he can try and narrow down everything that needs to happen for things to play out properly at Under Attack. In Jake's mind, he's not riding momentum, like normal. He and Allocco were each rewarded with a draw because of interference by Tommy. It was the night Jake really came to grips with the fact that The Next Level had truly gone rogue. Since that night, he's been trying to figure out a way to recapture the momentum, and be able to storm into the pay-per view with guns blazing. He's come up short... At Breakdown, Jake went out and was able to take out Collin Cole and Cloudiee, but it was something that received a quick strike back, as Cole returned the favor backstage. It was definitely not how Jake wanted the night to end. With Jake alone, and now trying to figure out what to do next, he sits in his office deep in thought, and lacking in answers. As he mulls everything, out of the blue, the doorbell rings. It's something that startles Jake, knowing that he wasn't expecting any company. Since he's the only one in the house, he knows he can't shout to someone else to get it, and gets out of his chair. He annoyingly goes down the hallway to the door, continually thinking that he was on the verge of a mental breakthrough, even though common sense tells him that he was merely sitting there wasting time. As Jake approaches the door, he looks at the peephole, and is immediately shocked by the sight... Jake Starr: Really?!?! Take slowly opens the door, and on his front stoop stands an obviously shocking sight, that of Harmony Fisher. Jake is completely stunned. Harmony is one of the last people Jake would ever expect to show up at his house, and yet, there she is.
Jake Starr: ... Hello? Harmony Fisher: Hi Jake... Can I please come in? The request is one that has Jake is extremely uneasy about. With everything that has transpired with David and Tommy, and Jake having relatively minimal interaction with Harmony in the past, he's unsure of where she stands. In his mind, he doesn't know if she's somehow involved with the "actions" of his former friends, or if she's truly there on her own accord. After a couple seconds of processing the possibilities, and it seeming like minutes, he decides to bite the bullet, and let her in.
Harmony slowly walks into Jake's house, feeling equally uneasy about the whole situation. Jake closes the door behind her, then looks at her. Jake Starr: So how are you doing? Harmony Fisher: I've been better, that's for sure. I'm probably a lot like you are, right now... Jake nods, still completely unsure of what has brought her to his house. He motions for her to follow him, and the two make their way toward the entertainment room.
Harmony Fisher: ... So what about you? How are you doing? When she immediately goes for that inquiry, Jake's first belief is that she has been sent as a "feeler" to see just how hurt he truly is. His mind quickly shifts into a mentally defensive role.
Jake Starr: I'm fine... I won't lie, I have definitely had better days, but I'm moving forward the only way that I know how. I have a lot on my plate right now, with the title defense, and getting a World Title shot, that I'm just simply trying to ignore everything that happened. Harmony lets out an audible sigh.
Harmony Fisher: I wish I could do that. I haven't been able to get anything out of my mind since it all happened. I... I just don't know what to think, or how to even process it, for that matter. Jake Starr: I'm sorry... Jake begins to see a definite look of worry and concern in Harmony's eyes. She begins to show more and more than she is genuinely scared about the whole situation with David and Tommy.
As she is shown into the entertainment room, she has a seat while Jake walks over to the mini-fridge. He looks back, seeing more and more sincerity in her demeanor. Jake Starr: Would you like something to drink? Harmony looks up at him.
Harmony Fisher: Water... If it's not too much to ask... Jake Starr: Not at all. Jake reaches in and grabs a bottle of water. He unscrews the lid, and walks it over to her. After handing it off, he sits down across from Harmony, and leans back, staring at her as she takes a sip. Both continue to sit in silence, as Jake stares a hole through Harmony. She begins to realize that Jake is extremely leery of her being there, but continues to sit silently, trying not to worry too much about what is going through his mind.
As Jake realizes that Harmony isn't going to speak first, he runs his hand around the scruff of his mouth, built up from his lack of shaving in the past couple of days. He then leans forward, while also letting out an audible sigh. Jake Starr: ... Alright... Listen... I'm not going to lie. You being here doesn't quite me the most comfortable. I mean, I just had two guys that I thought I could trust completely screw me over, and you were close to them both. They haven't gone after you, like they have me, so I don't know what to make of you being here. After everything that went down, like it did, I didn't expect to see anyone coming to see me, but maybe Greg. I just assumed that everyone had some role in this, and honestly, I don't quite know who I can trust right now. Harmony slowly nods.
Harmony Fisher: I am in the same boat, Jake. When I saw it, I was just as blindsided as you are. Jake lets out another sigh.
Jake Starr: ... Yeah, I just don't know what to believe anymore. More importantly, I don't know WHO to believe more. Harmony Fisher: I know, Jake... But I honestly believe there is hope, here! Jake squints his eyes at Harmony. He also cocks an eyebrow in confusion. There's a sense of shock coming over his body that, out of such a bad situation that they both are presumably in, there could be hope. He can't even fathom how she could have any hopes of this coming to anything but a screeching train-wreck ball of flames.
Jake Starr: Seriously? Harm, how could you EVER believe that there is hope, here? These two guys turned on EVERYTHING they stood for, for so long, and that includes the two of us. Harmony Fisher: Jake, DAVID turned his back on us. I honestly believe that Tommy is just being drug along for the ride. I honestly and truthfully believe that Tommy is someone we can still "get back." I KNOW he has good in his heart. Jake is taken completely aback, and begins to shake his head.
Jake Starr: Harm, no offense, but you're crazy here. Tommy has gone out there, in front of the world mind you, and completely shown that he is with this "new organization" just as much as David is. Tommy showed his true colors when he came up behind me, and dropped me with the Griever's Bane move of his... Hell, my neck still isn't quite right from it! Harmony Fisher: No no no, Jake, Tommy couldn't have done that if he wasn't coerced into doing so. He's a very fragile soul whom I believe in a LOT. Tommy is a man who is eager to please everyone, especially David. David is the mastermind here! I know how "in control" David has always been, and always has to be. He's always been about controlling how everything plays out with The Next Level. The one time Tommy ever tried to get away from it all was when you and David were fighting, and David is the one who coerced him back. Jake... You have to understand that I know that deep down in his heart, he is a good person! Jake wastes no time responding with typical Jake Starr smart assed retort.
Jake Starr: You're probably on your own there... Harmony doesn't catch onto the nature of Jake's retort, and takes it as a completely literal statement.
Harmony Fisher: Jake, I'm not! You see, Tommy sent me a "message" through Twitter, when he said that I didn't have to be against them. It was that message that told her a lot. See, when he said that, it was a secret clue to me that he still feels for me as he has all along. Seriously, if he was really part of their little "group," he would have removed all of the feelings he had for me as well. This comment about the "message" gives Jake a very good inkling that Harmony is not seeing the world as it is, but instead through the cliche "rose colored glasses."
Jake Starr: Harmony... The "happiness" you're seeking is LONG gone... Tommy has, in a sense, "joined the Dark Side." Harmony Fisher: No Jake, he hasn't! I know him! I can still feel that he is still the same inside! Jake Starr: Harmony... Honey... Why are you not seeing this? Why are you ignoring these mind games he's playing with you? Harmony Fisher: Because I know he wouldn't do that, Jake! I have felt how special I am to him. Ever since "that night," we've been more to one another than anyone can understand. It was NO lie! Jake is confused and befuddled. His guard also goes up, wondering what "that night" meant. He knows it's something that he doesn't understand, in the least.
Jake Starr: What do you mean, "that night?" Harmony looks down, seeming nervous and embarrassed about what she has just brought up to Jake.
Harmony Fisher: Well... Shortly after Kirsten left Tommy, something happened... Jake cocks an eyebrow.
Jake Starr: What are you talking about? Harmony Fisher: Jake... Shortly after Kirsten left, Tommy and I... Well... We kind of slept together. Immediately after spilling her guts, she feels even more nervous and awkward, knowing Jake now knows one of her inner-most secrets.
Hearing this, though, gives Jake a better sense of realization on WHY Harmony has been feeling like she has, and why she's so wrapped up in his former friend. Jake Starr: ... You really need to understand something, Harmony... Time's have changed! Tommy may have cared about you back then, or he might have just been using you, like he did me. Regardless, things ARE different now. You have to understand everything in the world has changed, and has been flipped on its head. Now me, on the other hand, I care about not letting you get screwed over, and I hope you realize that... Harmony Fisher: I appreciate that, but how about this... What if I could, maybe, find a way to PROVE to you that Tommy is worth "saving..." Would you consider being a part of the "rescue?" Jake cannot believe how much Harmony believes in Tommy.
Jake Starr: Honestly, Harmony, why should I even buy into any of this? Why shouldn't I believe that you are, somehow, part of this elaborate plan to simply try and dupe me again? I mean, it's way too damn convenient for you to randomly show up with this bright idea that Tommy is capable of being "rescued" after I was laid out by the Griever's Bane and got repeated chair shots on Ammo, then got hit by more chair shots on Breakdown. Trust me... I didn't fall off the turnip truck yesterday... Harmony Fisher: Jake.., I know it looks fishy, but I didn't who else I could go to and trust either. You're the only one who has been there since the virtual beginning with Tommy and David's SCW run. I couldn't think of anyone else who would fully understand the importance of saving Tommy, like I did. Jake realizes that she is either completely under the assumption that he's a complete idiot, or she truly believes Tommy can be saved. Jake decides that the best recipe would be to humor her a little, to try and gauge where she really stands.
Jake Starr: Alright listen... You need to go find a little more help, and then we can do what needs to be done in order to "save" Tommy. It won't be an easy task, and we can't do it alone... As Harmony hears those words from Jake's mouth, she immediately feels a definite sense of excitement, believing that Jake is going to be there with her, as she tries to save Tommy. Jake, on the other hand, sits there believing that there truly is no hope, but deep down doesn't want to be the one who completely writes off the possibility completely.
With the pay-per view looming, the world wonders if Jake will be able to focus on everything going on, or if he will allow everything to get to him. One way or another, the world will see if Jake can overcome the odds, or succumb to the pressures around him. Jake Starr: As the time ticks, and the days get closer and closer to my day with destiny, I realize more and more how alone in this battle I am. I am beginning to see more and more clearly that going back to my roots, going back to what has always proved to be the "best idea" for myself, leaves me in a realm that I am not entirely comfortable in... I'm alone... The notion of flying solo has never been one that I have particularly cared for, in fact, I hate it. I don't like being alone in battle because the numbers just never add up. The problem is, it's just how I seem to be able to be the most successful. It is the path that has ALWAYS allowed me to make things end up just the way I would like them to. When I've had people riding my coat tails, or being forced to live in my shadow, bad things seem to happen each time. It's almost as if it's a catch-22 of events. I want comrades in battle, they want to be the focus of everyone's attention. The people I have found that have thought to be reliable, and defenders of the "cause" have turned out to be frauds long term. NOBODY has stood by me since Brandon and Jude did their parts. NOBODY! I know Greg comes in waves, and is my friend whenever he's not on his own personal quests, but he's not there like he should be. We all know Tommy and David have run away like bitches. So I've been kind of left to do everything for myself, and like I said, no matter how inconvenient it is, and no matter how much I don't like being in that type of solo situation, things seemingly get done. And now is NO different... See, I felt this little divide coming, and I began to look around for assistance elsewhere. I found someone I could trust, and someone who I knew wouldn't turn on me, and she's been my "go to girl" since the day we came together... The cropped shot of Jake from the waist up zooms out slightly, as Jake lifts his mangled chair into view.
... And now we have a very special bond, that many people don't seem to fancy, like I do. Some people have said it's cowardice, and others have said it's the only way I can win, and I'll be brutally honest, they're wrong. The reason I've been going around doing things MY WAY is because I've had to sit back and be overlooked. I had to sit back and allow others to surpass me in the eyes of others, so this way, nobody forgets who I am. Nobody forgets what I am about. Nobody forgets what I am capable of. It's the whole notion like I've said before, about making sure people understand that they will ALWAYS be looking over their shoulders for me. So I use it for the same reasons that guys like Tommy and David had to resort to playing "vagina scissors" with Dark Fantasy. It makes people talk, and it makes people worry about what is next. It's also for another reason... It's to make a statement that whoever it is getting bashed, remembers. It's the idea that those bruises may take a little longer to heal. It's the idea that whoever I take out will remember that Jake Starr had put them in a position to serious reconsider whether or not to cross my path again. And believe me when I say that it will work, and it will make people remember! Jake lowers the chair down to his side.
But let's face it... A chair can only do so much, and it only helps if you're the one swinging it. If it's being swung at you, it's not as friendly or forgiving. In fact, it turns on you quite quickly. It's something I have faced quite often as of late. I've had two men who are out to try and break through that glass ceiling, by going through me, using the chair against me. I've had to endure two ugly encounters with my little friend here, and neither were pleasant. Instead, they hurt! They hurt quite badly! It made me rethink my strategy for... Well... Like 3 or 4 seconds! Trust me... Those 3 or 4 seconds were very focused! After I pondered that change of heart, I realized that I couldn't let two moes bring me down. I realized that I couldn't sit there and let a couple of assholes, who are trying to simply soften me up, get the best of me. I realized that I had them scared to a point that they had to resort to trying to do everything they could in order to have a snowball's chance in hell. Once I realized all of that, I realized how far I had gotten, compared to the past year. The hope that I had of people being forced to acknowledge me, had come true. It's also proving that those in this match are getting more and more desperate, hoping it increases their odds. So yeah... Everything has really forced me to open my eyes, and see what's going on around me. It's not "The Brotherhood's" world anymore. It's not about that camaraderie or friendship that I thought we had. It is definitely not the feeling of knowing that I can count on someone to be there, if things get rough. Instead, it's about me... Just me! It's about keeping my goals in perspective, and not letting off the gas pedal. It's about, ultimately, becoming the World Champion, yet again. It's about proving to the world that I'm just as fucking good as I've always been... ... And yes, it's mostly about defending the SCW Adrenaline Championship inside the Chamber! I eluded to it earlier. Two guys have tried to take me out. Two guys in this match have gone out of their way to try and better their odds. I give them credit... They're smart. These two guys have realized that Jake Starr is the one guy they have to beat in order to emerge victorious. It's not about eking out a win... It's about getting the DEFINING win. Both of these double-pump chumps have tasted defeat at my hands in the past, and you know it doesn't sit pretty. So they've tried to emulate me, to the best of their abilities, and are trying to employ the "Jake Starr Strategy." Talk about proof that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. I'm completely flattered that they would try and use that type of strategy against me, hoping it would salvage their chances inside the cage, but they seemingly forgot one thing... I'm the fucking Adrenaline Champion, and I don't succumb to beatdowns like that! Doesn't anyone remember what happened the last time people beat me down? Doesn't anyone remember how resilient I was? I was put into a hospital, but I didn't run away scared. I didn't go out there and play timid. Infamous tried to end my fucking career, and I came back with a blaze of glory. So I'm not going to let a couple of punks do what a group like Infamous couldn't! Jake begins to pace, obviously still walking very gingerly from the repeated chair shots he's endured over the past couple of events.
When I look at guys like Collin Cole and Dylan Howell, I see guys who are simply in over their head, and they realize it. These guys are two who are the types of guys who WISH they were something great, but don't want to put in the effort to actually making it happen. It's something that I'm accused of quite often, and yet, unlike them I can make an argument outside of, "Oh just wait," and subsequently rehashing every old and tired thing people have said about me over and over again. I see weakness in the both of them, that they see in themselves every day. They know their own faults, and BOY are they scared knowing I know them too. I mean, look at Collin... This is a guy who has had several opportunities to really get himself ahead in SCW. He's had chance after chance to take the step from mediocrity, and join the level of those who actually get respect. Each time, though, he has squandered it away. When he faced me before, he had a chance to really try and step up, and do something few have, and that's beat me. He talked so much trash all over Twitter, and it was all for not. It was a lot of smoke, and no flame. It's something that I grew used to with him. When he attacked me, however, he officially told me he's coming into this Chamber, looking for a fight... ... And a fight is what I will be giving him! See, I have been out doing my thing, and this guy has been ranting and raving on Twitter, like most of those penises who don't like me, about how I haven't respected my championship. He was one of those guys critical of me wanting to push and go for more. He was one of those guys who has challenged whether or not I will be the guy who continues to bring this division back to prominence. He doesn't think I can do it, but I ask him, in all seriousness... WHAT OTHER CHAMPION WOULD THEY PUT INTO THE CHAMBER?! Seriously?! When would the SCW brass have ever considered putting this belt's contention into the prized match at Under Attack, let alone, put the Adrenaline Championship in a match that could be HEADLINING the event, with anyone else walking in with it? There's nobody! Nobody would have been able to have that kind of draw. Whether it was Collin himself, Thirteen, Cloudiee, or Fred the Bounty Hunter from QRSTUV Wrestling, they wouldn't have that draw. The fact that I am the Adrenaline Championship elevates the caliber of match that ANY defense of mine may have. The fact that I am the Adrenaline Champion is EXACTLY why they picked the Chamber for it to be defended in. This is why I get irritated at people trying to talk shit, when in reality, they have ZERO business doing so. Truth be told, they are the type of person who is better suited having someone do the talking for them, rather than doing the talking themselves. See, when they have a "mouthpiece" like that, they're not in danger of sounding like a complete and utter dummy, but instead have someone who can hype them up 1000000 times better than they could themselves. That's where Cole fails to realize reality. That's where he fails to understand who I am, and what I've done. For every accusation he's made about me complaining, for everything he's said, trying to insinuate that I don't bring glory to this championship, I've accomplished something so superior to ANYTHING that he has done, that he simply is forced to restate his own argument. It's either that, or like when he has been cutting these promos as of late, which let's face it... Snoozefest! If there were narcoleptics out there looking for a remedy, Collin Cole is the wonder drug you've been looking for! But in all seriousness... If he thinks that hitting me with a chair is going to help him, or get inside my head, he can think again... Jake cracks his neck to each side, slightly wincing, feeling a sore muscle pull simultaneously.
But onto Howell... This is a guy who, I promise, will not have a good night inside that Chamber. See, when he and I battled, the dude was scared, no, TERRIFIED, of what I may do to him. In his mind, it was win, or try and get the FUCK out of Dodge. When he heard that referee signal he had lost, he knew a possible meeting with the chair would be coming, and he ran like a chicken shit. This is a guy who is a professional wrestler, and he's scared of getting hurt... Yes... That makes sense to nobody! But his cowardice, alone, wasn't enough for him. He then felt that he, by some reason, had a right to go to Twitter and insult me, and call me out? He felt that he was "wronged" in our match, somehow, and I should be the one giving him another shot on that premise? Because he decided the rules didn't favor his ideal conditions, he should be blessed in multiple ways? Again... Yes... That makes sense to nobody! So when he went off on me, and tried to sound like he actually possessed a set of testicles, I made a split decision. I made the decision that my goal, inside that cage, wasn't just going to be to win. Winning over a lot of these guys is good for me because it's the Chamber, but truthfully, it doesn't do much else for me. It's not like these are perineal power house players here, so I had to figure out something else to really be one of those "added bonuses" for this match. Then Dylan became a bitchy little twerp, and it hit me... ... Why not make this fool remember me? ... Why not make him face his fear, in the flesh? ... Why not go out there, and ensure that before the night ends, Dylan tastes his own blood? That's right, folks! See, this Chamber is a structure that tends to bring out the worst in people. It tends to make people do drastic things, take drastic measures, and do whatever it takes to eliminate the competition. I know how much this guy LOATHES the idea of seeing blood, tasting blood, feeling blood, anything, ESPECIALLY if it's his own... So that weakness alone opened the door up for me. That is all I need in matches like this. All I need is ONE weakness. All I need is ONE opening. This guy gave it to the world, and now he's walking into a cage with a group of individuals who ALL want to represent the Adrenaline Division? He expects that all will be fine and dandy for him, and he'll come out unscathed? What level of stupid is he?! Jake slowly approaches the camera.
I'll tell you... Stu-fucking-idiotic-pid! This is the last type of match he should be excited about. Hell, this is the last type of match ANY of us should be happy about. We should all be accepting of our fate, because once we walk in, it's sealed. Someone who leave champion, but that person will leave with a lot of pain and suffering for the next few days. It's the type of match where someone is forced to put their bodies on the line. Hell, it's what the Adrenaline Division is all about. It's why I love being its flag bearer. When I hear that cage door close, I don't care what I have to do, or what order I have to eliminate everyone, but the fact is that is what will happen. I will make a clear statement, not just to the Adrenaline Division, but to Supreme Championship Wrestling, that this is a moment that I will relish in. It won't be anyone upsetting me, or eliminating me at ANY point in this match. Instead, it'll be moments of me eliminating people like David Miller, Cloudiee, Chameleon, Dylan Howell, and Collin Cole. It'll be the moment when my championship is returned to my arms, and my arm is raised. Jake gets in even tighter with the camera, cropping it just within his head.
Trust me... Whether I'm alone, whether I'm flanked by anyone, whether I just have the energy of my fellow Social Misfits behind me, I will win. I will take out anyone who gets in my way. I will shut those two globs of evacuated semen up, and I will do it MY WAY. I will do it the way ONLY a Social Misfit can... And believe me... I will continue to forge my path, and lead the "uprising" that IS taking place... ... And you... Will... Fall! Fin |
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